Yet another reason why I am My Beloveds and he is mine? We grapple with
hubris in our relationship with God. Meaning well, we confuse capacity with
submission, believing that there are things we can handle and others that
should be left solely to God. We don’t mean to presume, but we do.

God continues to bless our lives, though we have several serious
petitions before Him for Grace (don’t we all). In a week where our world is
mourning the disaster and loss of life in Nepal and the continuing unrest in
the wake of Freddie Grey’s apparent murder in Baltimore, MD, My Beloved
expressed a sentiment I myself had offered in prayer…

Lord,

there are so many more in this world

with
greater needs than my own…

I guess I can be patient until You get to me;

I’ll do
the best on my own.

Amen

Seriously? SERIOUSLY? If we believe in an omnipotent, omnipresent and
omniscient God, that’s the sorriest prayer I’ve ever heard, but I understand
it. I’ve prayed it. Lord, before You now, we humbly confess our sin, and
promise to do it better. Whether or not we rest in this truth, our God IS
omnipotent, omnipresent, and omniscient. This I know, because Romans 8 reminds
us that we have never served a part-time God. We are reminded in verses 35-39…

Who shall separate us
from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or
famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:

“For your sake we face death all day long; we
are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than
conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither
death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the
future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else
in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is
in Christ Jesus our Lord.

The God we serve deals not in over-full To-Do Lists, though
we do. God never wrestles to ensure sufficient time for us, although we routinely
fail to make time for Him. In the midst of trials, in the midst of all matter
of local, regional, national or international upheaval, we are loved. We are
known. We have never been forgotten or treated as a second though. He is always
there, always listening, every watchful. We are not now, nor have we ever been
alone. We are not now, nor have we ever been an afterthought.

In confusing capacity with submission, we suggest that even
our ability to figure things out is not given by God; we are naught without His
Grace. The moment we admit that all things come from and through God, we’re on
the road to stronger faith.

Yet another reason why I am My Beloveds and he is mine? God
chose to knit us so tightly together, knowing we’d need each other, knowing
we’d encourage one another, knowing we’d share the same lessons. Moreover, He
knew My Beloved and I would have a conversation inspiring this piece, and that
I’d write it as a solemn offering. Thank You God.

Lastly, thank you, baby, that we laugh together and love
together and pray together and seek together. I am grateful to God for you, and
love you more than you know.

Yet another reason why I am My Beloveds and he is mine? We grapple with
hubris in our relationship with God. Meaning well, we confuse capacity with
submission, believing that there are things we can handle and others that
should be left solely to God. We don’t mean to presume, but we do.

God continues to bless our lives, though we have several serious
petitions before Him for Grace (don’t we all). In a week where our world is
mourning the disaster and loss of life in Nepal and the continuing unrest in
the wake of Freddie Grey’s apparent murder in Baltimore, MD, My Beloved
expressed a sentiment I myself had offered in prayer…

Lord,

there are so many more in this world

with
greater needs than my own…

I guess I can be patient until You get to me;

I’ll do
the best on my own.

Amen

Seriously? SERIOUSLY? If we believe in an omnipotent, omnipresent and
omniscient God, that’s the sorriest prayer I’ve ever heard, but I understand
it. I’ve prayed it. Lord, before You now, we humbly confess our sin, and
promise to do it better. Whether or not we rest in this truth, our God IS
omnipotent, omnipresent, and omniscient. This I know, because Romans 8 reminds
us that we have never served a part-time God. We are reminded in verses 35-39…

Who shall separate us
from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or
famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:

“For your sake we face death all day long; we
are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than
conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither
death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the
future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else
in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is
in Christ Jesus our Lord.

The God we serve deals not in over-full To-Do Lists, though
we do. God never wrestles to ensure sufficient time for us, although we routinely
fail to make time for Him. In the midst of trials, in the midst of all matter
of local, regional, national or international upheaval, we are loved. We are
known. We have never been forgotten or treated as a second though. He is always
there, always listening, every watchful. We are not now, nor have we ever been
alone. We are not now, nor have we ever been an afterthought.

In confusing capacity with submission, we suggest that even
our ability to figure things out is not given by God; we are naught without His
Grace. The moment we admit that all things come from and through God, we’re on
the road to stronger faith.

Yet another reason why I am My Beloveds and he is mine? God
chose to knit us so tightly together, knowing we’d need each other, knowing
we’d encourage one another, knowing we’d share the same lessons. Moreover, He
knew My Beloved and I would have a conversation inspiring this piece, and that
I’d write it as a solemn offering. Thank You God.

Lastly, thank you, baby, that we laugh together and love
together and pray together and seek together. I am grateful to God for you, and
love you more than you know.

About Me

About me...
Growing up Baptist a fourth generation preacher’s kid, Chelle married an Anglican. She boldly seeks God, and thanks her Dad for encouraging her to embrace Theology and chase Truth. Fiercely private, she enjoys two public worship forms, liturgical dance and writing. Dance freed her, providing a language for expression beyond words. Dance is her prayer language. Writing is humbling, sometimes terrifying, always enlightening. Hers is a quirky but reverent perspective on God and Grace.
She started blogging to replace a big job that went away. Formerly a Human Resources Executive in the entertainment industry, she suddenly became a Stay-At-Home-Mom, not entirely by choice. Writing started as something to do, but evolved into an ongoing journey to draw nigh to The One. She and her beloved husband have two beautiful children, a gorgeous Boxer, and 20 years of wedded bliss. She maintains a joyous relationship with the Creator, even as she learns difficult lessons while hearing His loving laughter on the wind.
Director of Community Engagement and a regular contributor at www.CirclesofFaith.org, she writes for Christ Centered Home Magazine.